Welcome to Huliwood!
New post, who dis? 🤙
TL;DR: Why start a blog when the internet is already full? Because in an age of noise, the only thing that retains value is an authentic human voice. This is my attempt to harness time, sharpen my thinking, and build a time capsule for the future.
Well, this is new.
You might be wondering: “Who is this dude? Why now? And do we really need another Substack?”
Don’t worry, I’ll explain.
I almost asked ChatGPT to write this first post. It would have been efficient. It would have been optimized. It would have fit the algorithm perfectly. (I call that part of my brain “The Optimization Machine,” and it is usually in charge).
But not today.
As a pseudo-copywriter with a background in translation, I realized something: If I outsource my introduction, I outsource my soul. So, no robots today. Just me, a keyboard, and a blank page.
But Why?
You’re probably wondering: “Julián, why are you adding more noise to the internet?”
To be honest, I don’t have a definitive answer. But I have a few theories:
Thinking in Public: Writing is the only way to see if your ideas actually make sense. It forces you to clean out the dusty drawers of your mind.
Digital Real Estate: I wanted a place that wasn’t rented land (like Twitter or LinkedIn). A place to build something that lasts longer than a 24-hour news cycle.
Finding Leverage: The entrepreneur-bros on YouTube keep screaming about “LEVERAGE.” At the risk of sounding like a Finance Bro, they have a point. Why shouldn’t you try to decouple your energy from the input/output spiral society has bestowed on us? (a singular tear runs down the cheek of an Athletic-Greens-sponsored YouTuber. He nods in proud approval).
The Objective
So, what is Huliwood?
Think of it as my attempt to harness time. On one hand, it is a creative playground. A place to explore ideas before the AI writes everything for us. (Don’t get me wrong, if writing were a dance, I’d ask the LLM to tango—but that’s a topic for another time).
On the other hand, it is a Time Capsule. History only exists because some impecunious fella wrote it down. This is my repository. My logbook. My hedge against forgetting who I was.
You’re reading this from a future I can’t see. I’m writing it from a present I’m trying to figure out. Let’s see where this goes.
This publication will be random. It will be eclectic. It will be the output of a mind that refuses to pick one lane. I don’t know exactly where this ship is going, but I promise I’ll be there to steer it.
Thanks for stopping by. Till next time.
Julián
